This is a song about "Fountain tire"

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

It's a nail and a tire: cross him and you're flat, that's exact

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Spit fire i don't tire, i am crass, do yourself a favor get your ass black and blue

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Got home from school on fire, with florida sun on my back i dont tire

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Grab your head an trow it under the tire of a damn bus

I'll slash your tire just cause i enjoy the hiss sound

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Achieve fame then burn out like a tire

I feel ready. i run it into the ground tire out and put that shit to bed, mumble your

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Lift em' till they tire dont fear about life but always stand and bear the pain

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game